Loss of love in any form
keeps a soul from being born
Treasure within treasured chest
truth of all that we love best

Letting go the life of one
that they may know the freedom won
by every soul that stands at peak
and hears the words that he must speak

as time on earth recedes, undone
and form of mortal body come
from universal love's desire
is laid upon the lasting fire

eternal in it's splendid flame
and in the end we say: He came
to live, to love, to now let go
becoming universal flow

of love, enchanting every soul
a jewel in the net aglow
in nighttime sky, at last to be
the symphony of love set free

? Michaelette ?